Novel & Cerita White Hot Kiss

After a wonderful moment of eternity, we both loosened our limbs around the other. Jack offered his hand, pulling me up easily from the floor. He didn’t release it though, as he turned to the shower and stepped inside. I followed him into the spray of hot water and smiled. He hummed softly as he rinsed his hair, never releasing my hand. I stepped under the hot spray, letting it rinse the salt and sweat. The hot water coursed down the two of us as he leaned down and kissed me. His kiss still had a soft saltwater tang, and I smiled and leaned into him for more.

he playfully asks. I chuckle, holding his face in my hands, “I love the white so much more.” I pull his face to mine, bringing our lips together in an explosive kiss. The fire of our kiss ignites between us, burning through my lips and rushing through my body, its intensity so consuming I swear it has the power to create a whole new galaxy. It only continues to grow as our lips move against one another in perfect synchronicity, a soft contented moan rumbling in my throat as I take in every single second, committing it to memory.

Max hovers over me, his chest pressed on mine as he claims my lips. I moan against his lips, his skillful mouth trails wet kisses down my jaw and I breathe out. “What…Ahh”, A moan escapes from my parted mouth as he places a kiss on my clit, “What are you doing?”, I ask, as if oblivious to what was going to transpire when he mumbles over my clit sending vibrations down to the pit of my shoulder. “Giving ourselves a chance to again choose from the bunch of white and pink tulips.”

Harry was delirious with lust for this hot white woman. He continued to enjoy her hot, wet kiss as saliva mixed and oozed out of their mouths. Harry tried to penetrate her hot pussy by moving his hips up to meet hers, but her grip on his waist was too strong to break. The only way he was going to fuck her in this position would be if she lowered herself down onto him.

Heat. White-hot and blinding. Lily felt it from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, and she couldn’t get enough. She bucked her hips forward as Rebel drew her clit into his mouth. His tongue fanned over her, scorching her from the inside out. He’d lit a fire inside her, leaving her helpless with pleasure, and all she could do was enjoy the burn.

But strong hands held me up before I fell, turning me around to pin me against the walls. “So so fucking hot.” Just as I raised my head to meet his eyes, he leaned and kissed me, rolling his tongue over mine before I could struggle. Pinning my hands on either side of my head, he leaned even deeper so I could feel his hot bare cock nudge against my warm pussy. Fear, shock and confusion crumpled into one… until, I tasted him clearly. A drunk sweetness I could never forget. My eyes snapped wide while he grinded against me, and Mr. White came into focus in front of me.

She could feel the heat radiating off him, the intensity of his gaze igniting a fire deep within her. He leaned down, his lips brushing hers with a softness that belied the storm raging within him. The kiss was tentative at first, a gentle exploration, but it quickly deepened, his mouth claiming hers with a desperate hunger. Sasha’s arms wound around his neck, pulling him closer, her body arching against his as she lost herself in the feel of him, in the taste of his lips and the warmth of his touch.

He said, removing my bathrobe, I was already pink because of the cold weather, but I could say I must have turned beetroot. “Cold weather and your warm pussy best combination” He whispered on my lips, laying me on the soft floor, hovering over me and giving me a gentle and hungry kiss. The kiss was passionate, his hard chest rubbing against my nipples again, our tongues dancing in each other mouth. The loud sound of our kiss was running in the air. “I am always hungry for them,” He said, cupping my breasts and giving wet kisses on my neck leaving love bites he gave warm licks to my nipples.

“I told you, little witch, you will get sick standing out here in nothing but a sheer dress. I turn in his arms, wrapping mine around his neck and staring into those besotting golden honey-brown orbs. “Then it’s a good thing I have you to warm me up, isn’t it?” Kian growls and pushes his erection against me, telling me how much he wants to warm me up. “Indeed, I will warm you up,” He growls again, his voice full of want. He stoops and places a kiss on the mark he gifted me, eliciting a moan from me when the heat rises deep within, and I rub my thighs at the thought of all the ways he was going to keep me warm.

Strong fingers, with calluses at the tips that added another layer of sensation. She wanted to cry out in protest when at last he lifted his mouth from her breasts but then he licked the hollow at the base of her throat and slid his mouth up to place a string of kisses along her jawline. She tilted her head back to give him better access. He took advantage of the opportunity to replace the kisses with little tiny bites that sent heat from her neck straight to her core. His warm hands slid down her arms and came around to undo the snap on her jeans. The slide of the zipper was a loud rasp in the room.